Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

The HR department prioritized finding a secretary for the chairman.

With a high salary offered, they managed to find a qualified secretary candidate in just one morning.

Jiang Siming happened to be free, so he scheduled her to come for an interview in the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Siming was in his office wearing a VR headset, playing a knife-fighting game. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The bloody and violent scenes inside were much more realistic than computer games, which made Jiang Siming feel a bit exhilarated.

Just as the plot was reaching a climactic moment, Jiang Siming was about to defeat the boss and rescue the naked princess. After saving her, he could also do some embarrassing things to her.

Don't be surprised; this is a Japanese VR game that is restricted for sale in the domestic market to those over 18.

However, one of the employees from the marketing department managed to get a copy and gifted it to Jiang Siming to play.

After putting in some effort, he finally defeated the final boss.

"Big brother, thank you for saving me! I belong to you now, so you can do anything you want with me~" the princess shyly said to Jiang Siming.

This kind of VR game made it seem like the princess was right in front of Jiang Siming, very realistic; he could even see the fine pores on her skin.

"Well then, I won't hold back," Jiang Siming grinned wickedly, just as he was about to do something to the princess.

But then there was a knock at the door.

"Come back later!" Jiang Siming wanted to finish the game first; he had to "handle" the princess before anything else.

However, he remembered that this office had excellent soundproofing, and unless he made a phone call, even using a loudspeaker wouldn't allow people outside to hear anything.

The person outside thought Jiang Siming didn't hear and knocked again.

Jiang Siming was speechless and had no choice but to go to his desk and press the phone intercom, saying, "What's the matter?"

"Chairman, the secretary applicant has arrived," came the voice of the HR manager from outside the door.

"Alright, let her in," Jiang Siming didn't want to embarrass the manager, so he could only temporarily put down the game.

"Ms. Zhang, our chairman is inviting you in."

"Thank you, manager."

Once the conversation ended, the door to Jiang Siming's office was pushed open, and a graceful figure walked in.

From appearances, the woman was quite attractive, considered a great beauty in the eyes of ordinary people, but to Jiang Siming, she was just average.

She was dressed in cheap designer clothes, leftovers or off-season items sold by luxury brand stores to capture the mid-range market.

Her figure was nice, and it seemed she intentionally wore clothes that accentuated her body, as the fabric was slightly transparent, revealing a hint of her skin.

Jiang Siming shifted his gaze from her figure to her face, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes; he didn't expect to meet someone he knew.

The secretary applicant was actually the beautiful girlfriend of Manager Wang Jun, who had always made things difficult for him when Jiang Siming worked at the real estate agency.

Her last name seemed to be Zhang, but Jiang Siming couldn't remember her full name.

When this woman was dating Wang Jun, she liked to talk to Jiang Siming, primarily to provoke Wang Jun into buying her various designer bags.

Secondly, it was because Jiang Siming was handsome, which stirred her inner desires.

In short, neither of these two was a good person; Jiang Siming had suffered quite a bit because of them, practically becoming their punching bag.

He never imagined that the tables would turn, and now this woman had come to apply at his company.

Jiang Siming wasn't the type to hold grudges against women, but thinking of the things Wang Jun had done to him, he couldn't help but feel some resentment.

Zhang Yuhan recognized Jiang Siming as well, although his height and temperament had changed significantly, his appearance hadn't changed much.

This woman seemed to have a good eye for people; she recognized him at a glance.

"You are... Xiao Jiang? No, no, no, you are Chairman Jiang, right?"

Zhang Yuhan almost misspoke; even if this person was the old Jiang Siming, she couldn't still call him Xiao Jiang.

"It's me, long time no see," Jiang Siming replied nonchalantly, without much expression.

Zhang Yuhan could hardly believe her ears and eyes; wasn't Jiang Siming just a worker? When did he become the boss of a company?

Zhang Yuhan's mind raced with thoughts, quickly leading her to a conclusion.

She believed Jiang Siming must be a hidden rich second-generation heir, and his job at the agency was merely for personal development. Now that he had completed his training, he naturally took the helm of the company.

It must be like that!

Otherwise, Zhang Yuhan couldn't find a reason why Jiang Siming could transform from a worker to a chairman in just one or two months.

Zhang Yuhan secretly scolded herself for not recognizing Jiang Siming's true identity.

If she had known back then that he was a hidden rich second-generation heir, she would have long ago ditched Wang Jun and followed Jiang Siming.

With her selfless and "for love, abandoning everything" approach, Jiang Siming would have definitely bought her anything, and she could have even become the chairman's wife by now.

Thinking this, Zhang Yuhan felt like slapping herself, but at least she hadn't treated Jiang Siming poorly back then.

Although she did have some ulterior motives in using Jiang Siming as a shield, she believed he probably wouldn't notice.

It seemed she still had a chance...

With that thought, Zhang Yuhan's attitude became more serious.

"Chairman Jiang, I really didn't expect to meet you here. However, I'm just a small person here to apply for a job. Please don't lower your standards because of our past acquaintance. Feel free to assess me, and if I don't pass your evaluation, I will leave voluntarily. I hope we can still be friends afterward."

Zhang Yuhan's cleverness exceeded Jiang Siming's expectations.

No wonder she could manipulate Wang Jun so easily; he would comply with whatever she wanted unconditionally.

But since she wanted to play tricks, Jiang Siming was willing to play along.

"Alright, since you've said that, please take a seat."

Jiang Siming stood up from his executive chair, walked to the sofa in the meeting area, and gestured for Zhang Yuhan to sit.

They sat facing each other, and Zhang Yuhan deliberately adjusted her short skirt a little higher.

From Jiang Siming's perspective, he could easily see what was underneath: lace, red, ultra-thin.

"Your education?"

"Report, Chairman Jiang, I have a graduate degree from Shanghai Jiao Tong University, majoring in finance."

Zhang Yuhan said this while taking out her already prepared diploma. Jiang Siming picked it up and saw that it was indeed true.

He didn't expect her to be an academic achiever, but it made sense; without a certain level of intelligence, how could she manipulate someone like Wang Jun, a seasoned player in society?

"What about your work experience?"

"I graduated two years ago and have been working at another financial company until now."

"Why do you want to join my company?"

"I encountered a bottleneck in that company, and I want a new job to challenge myself and become even more excellent and perfect."

"What is your impression of our company?"

"Very good! Both the company environment and atmosphere are exactly what I want. I'm very willing to contribute my youth and efforts here!"

"You..."